Monday, November 9, 2009

I got a job. A job job. Of course because of this awesome photo I am thisclose to comparing myself to the biblical Job, something about my faith being tested maybe, but let's be real. I had to Wikipedia "The Book of Job" because I have never actually read the Bible even though I was an English major and everything right down to Dr. Suess can be analyzed as a Jesus myth. (One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish anyone?) No, in that respect I am illiterate, and when Wikipedia started referencing Ezekial my mind closed up as if all that smiting was a vitamin it could not swallow even lengthwise.

Anyhoo. Yes. A job. And I am happy. I bought a sweater the other day, these jeans. Two baby shower presents. The duvet on our bed has a hole in it and every night I find myself chasing tiny white goose-down feathers into the corners of our hardwood floor, (like thoughts, they float away); I really want to buy a new duvet. Still. There are some things that once seen cannot ever be unseen: dead bodies, tub girl, this. And I would very much like to never un-see this last year when my world seemed narrowed down to what was real: food, shelter. Family. I hope I never forget what is important, even though Starbucks has brought out those happy seasonal red cups yet again. Job! I knew it: God is testing me with eggnog chai.

So here's the thing: my new job. It's writing. And it's perfect. They know about my blog but have asked that I never mention work. So this is it. You have all followed me through this Year of Living Employmentlessly so I wanted to let you know that I am now okay. Better than, but that is all I can say which makes it sound as if I am writing for the CIA so let's just go with that--I wear oversized dark glasses, a trench coat and I write. I am happy.

I guess I just want to thank you all for being there for me this past year, you in your swivel chair slouching. Reading, lurking, anonymous, and not--you have all helped me more than you can ever know, mostly without even really knowing me. Of course I will still be here blogging, but I can't help but feel this is a tipping point, that I am moving from one equilibrium to the next, a tomorrow qualitatively dissimilar from yesterday (but hopefully more stable). And yes, I totally Wikipedia'ed "Tipping Point (physics)" for that. So thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Congratulations!!! wonderful!! wonderful!! while we're on the subject of Wikipedia. I had to look up: Job, 2 fish?, i THINK i know what a bible is, yet verified just in case. But i don't care what that stupid site says; Ezekial is a bread, not some silly prophet!!!!!

good job. also, when i read the title and saw "tub girl" i thought oh fuck...not her....thank you for not showing the world's most disturbing image. (hee hee secretly laughing inside at how many people are going to do a google image search of tub girl).

Great news. Congratulations and best of luck. And even though you can't write about your actual job, I'd love to hear you tackle the topic of the security of a steady income (whether it's your dream job or otherwise) versus working from home or writing freelance. I struggle with that dilemma always.

First of all *CONGRATULATIONS*. So few of us get to be paid for something we enjoy and are talented at.

Second, I hate you for that picture. lol I choose to believe it is a paraffin wax treatment. I think it is in my best interest to NOT Google "tub girl."

Third, my husband is currently teaching a class on the book of Job. I was surprised at how much a person can take away from that book of the bible. It's so much more than just "a guy loses everything, his friends are mean to him, he despairs and then things get better." It has helped to have someone walk us through it though, because I found it kinda boring to just read it.

Congrats! I am so happy for you that you got a job you are excited about. I also think it is great you are in such a good place about the trying year you had. It is a pleasure reading everything you write (even if you include disturbing images) and it is exciting you will now have a new audience...just promise to keep writing here, too!xo

congrats on the new gig. maybe you can start another blog - clandestinely of course - and talk about your fabulous new job. but then, how would we know it was you? hmmm...I think I'd better think it out again.:)

I think it would be a bad idea for me to click on that link or to google Tub Girl. Not sure I want to see any images that can't be undone, yet the images I'm conjuring up in my head and the curiosity that is eating at me may just be worse than the images themselves. Damn you!

(And you already know how I feel about the job, but I will throw in one more CONGRATULATIONS for good measure.)

OK, I must now delurk. The time has come, because ... our lives are so weirdly alike. We are the same age. Our daughters were born at the same number of weeks, same weight and height. We lost our jobs the same month. And i, too, have now found a job that is the perfect, writing job. So here's to you, weirdly-similar-to-me susannah! Enjoy the shopping. I bought these boots to congrats myself -- they are like smearing butter up my calves every morning: http://www.endless.com/Camper-Womens-Spiral-Helix-Boot/dp/B0018C133C/189-1329671-9631351?ie=UTF8&suppressRedirect=1

Wonderful news about the job. I have so enjoyed reading your posts - and have laughed out loud alone, and then had to forward because they are too good to keep to myself! Have fun with your new position and know that this year may have been rough, but you shared yourself so sincerely with so many people, and that was not wasted time!

I am SO beyond words thrilled for you. Yes, "perspective" would not have been gained without this past years experiences, but it is time to close that chapter and begin anew. Look at all of the time that you have been able to spend with Zoey, and help her to adjust to all of the changes that, she, too has experienced in this past year. I do not think that your new employer knows how lucky they are to have you. You have been a blessing in my life. Why? Because, you are real and real is good...real good! Congratulations on the new job...the duvet??? Wait a month...keep the perspective...save the money for the duvet...then go buy it. It will seem even cozier then and the feathers, like thoughts will not be all consuming, like life, they will be more manageable. I'm so happy for you my www.friend!

Hey Susannah --I will also de-lurk myself in honor of this great news -- congratulations! It's not easy to get a job in these times, especially one that suits your talents so well.Even though the last year has been tough, it's great you got to spend so much time with Zoey in her little girlhood. I'm sure she will always remember it, as will you...love,sheila (ask eggie if you're wondering: who is this person???)

wha? i miss a week and you go get a real job. phooey. now my mom says i can't play with you because you aren't part of the great 21st century unemployment extravaganza. i mean, LUCKY! congratulations :)

Aw Lisa Mertins (one of those names that must always be said both first and last)--I think I was unemployed long enough to merit a lifetime membership to play with the Great Unemployeds! Really--I'll still be here most every day. Okay--maybe only 3x/week. But still. :)xo,S

Even though I have become anti-job (not anti-Job. Like you, I know nothing) since losing mine, I am thrilled for you, really. I'm also DYING to know what it is you are doing. These are the details I can't live without.You rock. Congrats.

Hi, I'm Susannah and I love shiny things, swimming, the smell of fresh cut grass, orange blossoms and horse shit. The feel of my children's eyelashes on my cheek is a live virus that grows in me, multiplies and sustains. I will never understand Amish Friendship Bread.

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